LIEF AND EZREN

Lief leaned against the stone pillar, arms crossed, with eyes narrowed. He’d seen Adam slip out of the corridor, his face barely masked in the shadows. Moments later, Vera followed, adjusting her dress, with his lips painted in a smirk that didn’t reach her eyes.

She didn’t notice him watching.

Ezren appeared from the opposite end, his gaze sharp, and their eyes met.

“You saw that too?” Ezren asked, his voice low.

Lief nodded once. “What do you think?”

Ezren ...